
The meeting of the three of them in the palace which was later changed to the center of the government of Aran Province has been going on for quite a long time. In the meeting, Voran got some ideas to defend his borders.
Voran not only wanted to survive but also gave a lesson to the Kingdom of Edarecia who took advantage of the situation in his kingdom. Out of nowhere the source of information stating the situation in his kingdom, but the existence of the information makes Voran think if there are many rats in his kingdom.
No one rejected Larsson's suggestion. Voran also gave his full support to the advice.
Of course, Larsson not only said the suggestion haphazardly but also gave some ideas and suggestions for attracting those groups. In addition, he also volunteered himself to settle the matter. So, Voran could not refuse this olive branch.
With the decree set, Voran left Aran Province and returned to the royal capital. Protected by a large number of troops along with Veus and Valaunter. They moved at high speed and returned to the Royal Capital.
The movement of these troops was very fast and they did not have much time to rest.
***
In a different place. In a magnificent palace, a room decorated with gold, statues of warrior armor, weapons that are so amazing, and a magnificent throne that exudes majesty and luxury. A throne covered with gold and covered with gold.
On that throne, sat a middle-aged man with a grim expression on his face.
“Quite surprisingly, this royal move was very unexpected. Swallowed one kingdom this short and managed to have good relations with other kingdoms. What a surprising achievement for this small kingdom.”
“I didn't feel there was a capable figure in this kingdom initially, but I guess I should change the way I look at it this time?”
The middle-aged man with narrowed eyes directed his eyes towards the few people who were in front of him.
There were several men and women who were also looking at him with different gazes. There are worries, excitement, waiting, contemplation, and more.
Those in front of him really had a strong role and released an imposing aura, especially the old man who had long white hair on his back.
The old man smiled gently with a gaze full of plan as he said, “Although they are only a small kingdom. We can't underestimate it or take it one eye. Besides, the Kingdom of Salauster was still sustained by some dangerous and powerful people. Grim Larsson, that man is capable of threatening us. Indeed individuals will not be able to threaten a group, but they can be one factor or trigger the destruction of our actions!”
“You're right! I didn't expect them to move decisively without looking at the surroundings while attacking the Arannor Kingdom. Luck sided with them so they managed to defeat him which made the situation more runyam,” said the middle-aged man on the throne.
“The kingdom of Arannor is not that weak until it can be destroyed in a short time. There must be one of their pillars that is not in place. Now we just need to poke them to make them focus on us!” continued.
A smooth-faced woman with bright eyes as well as long, wavy blonde hair, Mercier Thea. He wore armor and exuded an aura from the military. Mercier Thea looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the throne with a frown on his face while saying, “Your Majesty, even though we have already sent one of the strongest Generals in the kingdom to the border. I'm not sure they can handle the task you're given!”
“Calm down, he can finish it. Only a few of the elite troops were there. They were one of the elites that the kingdom had. With his command, they could definitely mess up the area!” The man sitting on the throne smiled and his gaze towards Mercier Thea was quite delicate.
Unlike Mercier Thea who felt the General at the border would not be able to carry out his duties properly. The old man who had thought to himself immediately told him what he was thinking.
“Your Majesty, sending a General to the border is not enough to pose a threat to the Kingdom of Salauster. We have to withdraw one of the other two kingdoms around it. Also, attract some lords or bandits who are abundant out there to attack that kingdom! I think they'll be interested.”
The middle-aged man sitting on the throne seemed enlightened with the old man's words. As the King of the Edarecia Kingdom, he could not move rashly. Therefore, he could only perform a series of small movements.
“True you, advisor. With my name, Elaim Seryan who has echoed in various regions. There will definitely be a group or Lord interested in our offer. Moreover, if we give them territory as well as my promise.”
The middle-aged man was named Elaim Seryan and the King of the Kingdom of Edarecia, the strongest kingdom in the northern region. As King he could not just give a promise, but look at the current situation and some other things. I don't want him to have to use it.
The old man called the advisor smiled as he heard Elaim Seryan's words. However, he could not agree to giving the King's Promise to a God or a bandit group.
“There is no need for His Majesty to make an appointment to them. Simply give them certain rewards and rewards, like a small territory. As long as they are willing to exert their strength in order to face the attacks of those kingdoms, I am sure none of them will last long,”, the old man said with a bone-chilling cold smile.
Elaim Seryan nodded upon hearing that. He knew that giving a promise to someone would have a certain effect that could even be an unfavorable variable. He only said it to see the reaction of his subordinates and now he was filled with smiles.
“True, Counselor. I'll leave this matter to you. Show them the kindness and generosity we have. However, do not forget to press them as well.”
When saying that, Elaim Seryan's smile was really cold with eyes so deep that it gave a complicated feeling to those who saw it.
Mercier Thea looked at the old man quite elaborately. It was difficult for anyone in the Kingdom of Edarecia to replace him and his presence at every meeting gave off a feeling of security. However, at this moment he felt that something was different from him, especially when he saw the look in his eyes.
“Shouldn't have given him so much power and leeway. Although he's a royal advisor. Still, military power cannot be in his hands,” muttered Mercier Thea.
***
In a different place, a middle-aged man with a stern face and a scar on his left face stared at the group of soldiers lined up neatly in a formation. He held a sword at his waist.
With such a fast speed, he pulled the sword and pointed it at the sky while releasing an earth-shattering pressure. “There is no vain death for the sake of the kingdom. Strengthen your resolve!”